Page 51 of The Naughty List

He plunges three fingers straight inside me. It feels like pure fucking bliss as he pumps them deep, and I know I must be soaking his trousers. I can hear my pussy squelching, my ass prickling raw from his slaps. A filthy combination. His arm is still heavy on my back, keeping me firmly in position, and I can’t escape the building pleasure. I can’t hold myself back – he’s just too good.

“Daddy, you’re going to make me come,” I whimper.

“I know, sweetheart,” he says. “And this is how it’s always going to be, remember? Nobody else is allowed to touch you other than Daddy. Say it.”

The words feel strange but beautifully perverse.

“You’re going to be the only one to touch me, Daddy. I don’t want anyone else. Not ever.”

I tense up as he uses my pussy deeper, pushing back against his fingers. He has my whole body thrumming, alive. And yes, he has me. He has me… I’m dripping wet and moaning like a dirty little bitch as I buckle and come over Daddy’s knees in my school uniform, and I don’t care how filthy this game is anymore – God help me, I love it. I love his voice as he encourages me, telling me how muchDaddy loves meas I crest and squirm.

“Good girl, Holly. That’s it. I know Daddy’s the one you want. Nobody else will ever touch you like this.”

I’m rippling with shudders in the aftermath, and he massages my ass cheeks on my come down. I’m draped limp, floating high on endorphins when he gives me a token pat on the ass.

“I think it’s time for you to show Daddy just how much you love him back, don’t you?”

I’m still buzzing as he drops me from his lap, coaxing me onto my knees between his legs. I know what I need to do. My mouth is watering as he unbuckles his belt and frees himself from his suit trousers.

Daddy’s cock is as gorgeous as the rest of him. Thick, long and veined. He’s already dripping wet down the length of him.

I’m ravenous as he guides my mouth to him, licking up his dripping precum in one sweet lap of my tongue before slurping up him and down him like the good girl I promised to be. I want to please my daddy. I want to show him how much Holly loves him.

Daddy takes hold of my pigtails, tight to my head. “All the way in, like I taught you.”

I take Daddy’s cock so deep that I have to fight back the retches. I look up at him through watery eyes, smiling up at the filthy man staring down at me. I take him right to the back of my throat as he watches me, urging me on with soft dirty words.

"That’s good, sweetheart… suck Daddy’s cock as hard as you can.”

I work my mouth up and down him, keeping my eyes wide on his.

“Harder, sweetheart. Suck harder for Daddy.”

I do as I’m told, and suck as hard as I can until I feel the tension in him. I see it in his bright green eyes. I’m already moaning around his cock, wanting his cum, but he stops himself and pushes me away far enough to pat his knees.

“Panties off, Holly. Give Daddy your sweet little cunt now.”

It should feel wrong, but it doesn’t. It feels so right my soul is singing in the pits of me. I tug my panties down and I’m straight up onto Daddy’s lap, still in my school uniform and truly feeling the part as I lower myself onto his wet cock.

“So tight,” he says, grabbing my hips and forcing me all the way onto him. “Beautiful.”

“Thank you, Daddy,” I say, and I really mean it.

I can’t help moving on his cock, it feels so good, but he stops me, forces me back down.

“Keep still,” he says, and I feel the pulse of his cock inside me as he unbuttons my school blouse. His eyes light up and he runs his tongue across his lower lip when he sees my cute, plain white bra with pretty pink bows on the side. I chose the most innocent looking one I could find.

His small nod confirms how pleased he his. He takes his time, freeing up one tit first, and my breaths are coming heavy as he strokes my nipple.

“Look at the way your nipple gets hard for Daddy,” he says, “Does it feel good, sweetheart?”

“Yes, Daddy. It does feel good.” I almost add,so does your thick cock buried deep inside me. Please fuck me, Daddy. The urge to ride him is intense. But I say nothing and do nothing as he frees up my other tit. He plays with both nipples, pinching and rolling.

“You’re such a gorgeous little girl, Holly.”

“Thank you, Daddy,” I tell him then moan and can’t hold back as he twists my nipples hard.

This time he doesn’t still me. He smiles lovingly at me.

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